Chapter 945 Don’t give up easily, Mingjing please 2

Mo Yinhe's body staggered suddenly and took two steps back before he stood firm.

The next second, he forced himself to stabilize, grabbed Si Mingjing's wrist and took her into the first place.

He believes in his wife's medical skills!

The verdict of the surgeon may not be the final outcome!

Mr. Ye fell down on the spot, and Yeshen and Ye Siyuan rushed over to support Mr. Ye.

"Grandpa? Grandpa?"

"I...I'm fine, help me in."

Mr. Ye's eyes were dark for a long time, and the old man knew that he could not faint, otherwise he would not even see his beloved wife for the last time, so he had to hold on anyway.

Ye Xingguang also helped her husband as soon as possible, and immediately lowered his voice and said, "Jun Qing, if you are really powerless... just support your mother. Don't worry about what her mother said at the beginning, and let the person live first!"

Thinking back to the time when Ye Xingguang's adoptive father was terminally ill, Ye Junqing was like this. Without saying a word, he hugged his father-in-law and pulled him back from the brink of death.

But over the years, Ye Junqing has asked the two elders this question.

When their lives are in danger, would they want to be embraced and become vampires? They can live for many more years, but Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye clearly stated that they only want normal birth, old age, sickness and death.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are fates that no one can escape. They don’t want to be embraced first. If that day really comes, let them go with the flow.

There is clearly a way to save him, how can he bear to let his mother go with the flow?

Ye Junqing stood with his hands behind his back, his five fingers restrained and tense. Each tiger's mouth was so white that it endured until it turned white. It was so uncontrollable that his nails were almost embedded in his flesh. There was a voice in his heart that he wanted to rush into the operating room to embrace his mother.

In the operating room, the doctor has announced that the operation has failed.

It was really too late for Mrs. Ye to be sent to the hospital. They had tried their best to save the old man's name, but Mrs. Ye is really old...

Not to mention them, I am afraid that the granddaughter-in-law of the Ye family, who was a miracle doctor, would be unable to make a comeback when encountering this situation.

At this time, Si Mingjing walked in with the medicine box on his back.

She didn't even bother to ask the doctor about Mrs. Ye's condition, but quickly looked at the various values ​​on the instruments connected to the operating table, and then observed Mrs. Ye's heart condition through the perspective eye.

After just one look, Si Mingjing felt a chill in her heart. She took a deep breath and no longer had her heartbeat?

No, not nothing, just very weak, very weak...

Seeing her face pale visible to the naked eye, Mo Yinhe suddenly sank her heart. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and he was unwilling to speak, but he had to say: "Mingjing, how about it?"

Si Mingjing held her breath and did not dare to vomit it out. She turned around stiffly and looked at Mo Yinhe. There was sadness in her eyes: "Gilv, I..." Mo Yinhe stopped her and she was always men who did not cry easily, but Mo Yinhe's tears burst out, and she said in a hoarse voice: "You try it first, don't make a conclusion easily. Mingji, I beg you."

Si Mingjing's eyes were also wet. She nodded with difficulty, took a deep breath, then quickly calmed down, opened the medicine box, took out the silver needle from it, and the needle was stably as if the sadness in her eyes was not her.

Anyway, give it a try.

Even if it's just in vain!

Mo Yinhe is right, don’t draw conclusions easily.

She still remembers that when she first arrived on Earth, it was Mrs. Ye who led her to Ye's house.

Mrs. Ye’s kindness is vivid in my mind. She is so kind to the elderly who cares about the younger generation. She shouldn’t have just left like this. She has never enjoyed the joy of family happiness that many children have enjoyed.

Galaxy's any door technology is still under development. Perhaps in the near future, they can take their children to live in Yecheng, so that Mrs. Ye will have a little great-grandchild and a little great-granddaughter to hold her every day. She likes children so much.

Tears moistened Si Mingjing's eyes.

She wiped it off quickly, and at this time she could not let tears blur her eyes. She needed to concentrate and concentrate on applying the needle.

"Mo Yinhe, find the blue bottle at the bottom of my medicine box."

When Mo Yinhe heard her words, he searched for her medicine box and found a blue bottle at the bottom.

He picked it up and asked, "This?"

"Yes, I'll make this clean and give it to my grandma, I won't take action." Si Mingjing said.

Mo Yinhe pinched the blue bottle and asked, "How to melt it?"

“Hot water.”

Ye Late helped Mr. Ye in. Hearing this, he turned around and went to find hot water.

He went to the nurse's station and asked the nurse for a cup of hot water. He ran back and handed it to Mo Yinhe, saying, "Brother, hot water, no, warm water, can sister-in-law?"

Si Mingjing didn't make any noise, so he didn't object.

Mo Yinhe disliked the cup of water too much, so he poured out half a cup, then dissolved the pills poured out of the blue bottle into water. He wanted to feed his grandma, but found that his grandma had lost the ability to eat.

Si Mingjing said without thinking, "Put in."

"How to fry?"

Ye Siyuan watched too much TV and said, "Use your mouth!"

This joke is not funny at all, but Mo Yinhe can't think of a better way at this moment. Fortunately, Mr. Ye is behind him, otherwise Mo Yinhe would think that he would really end up in person in an emergency.

"Grandpa!" Mo Yinhe handed the water cup to Mr. Ye.

Old Master Ye tremblingly held the water cup, took a sip, then bent down and poured it into Mrs. Ye's mouth bit by bit.

Mr. Ye repeated this action many times, and half of it flowed out, and only half was poured into it.

Mo Yinhe was afraid that the medicine would not work enough, so he asked: "Mingjing, is it OK? I'll make another one?"

Si Mingjing slowly stabbed the silver needle in and injected the dragon's heat at the same time.

She said: "It's OK."

Mo Yinhe nodded.

Si Lisao walked in with the children, and everyone didn't say anything. They stood beside them and watched quietly, fearing that the sound of speaking would affect Si Mingjing's concentration.

Several surgeons who had already announced the death penalty to Mrs. Ye did not leave the operating room immediately. They were also watching from the side, wondering what Si Mingjing was insisting on?

Does she really have a way?

However, if there is still a glimmer of hope, they will not give up treatment for the patient. The operation has indeed failed. Instead of wasting time on over-treatment, it is better to fight for the last time to say goodbye to the patient.

Ye Nianbai Xiaoyao bit her little lips tightly and walked to the operating table, holding Mrs. Ye's old hand with her little hand.

The hand was not as warm as usual, but was biting cold and bone-black. Ye Nianbai was very uncomfortable.

Ye Nianbai couldn't help crying, and stood beside him calling Mrs. Ye who was in a coma. His nasal voice was very strong, and he deliberately spoke very arrogantly: "Great grandma, don't sleep. I'm back. Get up and make delicious food for me, otherwise I'll be angry!!!"
Chapter completed!